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𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚢

12 years in the future...

Takemichi was now with naoto. Apparently, kazutora said that someone needed to meet him, and that was naoto, but naoto had arrested takemichi. He thought it was the safest way out.

Chifuyu and kazutora were angry of course, though naoto had said that he was an old friend and needed to talk to him. They sigh, letting the officer do as he pleases. "See ya whenever, takemichi."

Somewhere else around the city, was y/n. She was walking to her shared apartment with mikey. Nothing had floated around in her head after that killing. Looking up with a bored look, walking through an alley way with her hands in her pocket.

She sighed in defeat at her own careless decision. Stopping in the middle of the alley way with blank eyes, still aimlessly staring at the blue sky. She thought about what she just impulsively did. "Ah, mikey's gonna kill me."

Eh, she shrugged her shoulders continuing her walk towards her apartment.

Mikey being mad wasn't the worst thing she'd come across. It would only lead to him scolding her to no end and her ignoring his childish concerns. If anything, he should be worried about who y/n was dealing with.

Though, mikey never changed his old habits when it came to her. Y/n continued turning directions till she had gotten through the entrance of her apartment. She was ready for mikey's long paragraph of how she should be careful when going out without any disguising.

But with the news she's got, he'd be shutting his mouth the moment she tells him. Opening the door, she was right on the money. Mikey was standing against the wall with a stern but disappointed look, which was all too familiar in her case.

Before he could utter a word, y/n had beat him to it. "I killed kisaki." She walked past him after that statement, slightly amused with the shocked expression on the blond's face. "Ah.. so, thats why you look like you've showered in blood." Mikey had said, brain still processing her casual saying.

"Well, what can I do.." Pausing mid sentence before continuing, "You've never really liked him. So, it was bound to happen." He shrugged, eating a dorayaki y/n had made this morning.

"Let's just find a new person for that role." Mikey suggested, walking towards the smaller woman near the counter. He wrapped his arms around her waist, head finding comfort in the space between her scarred neck and shoulder.

After all these years, he still had a soft spot for the emotionless woman. Y/n side-eyed him as if daring him to add more to these "bruises" on her neck.

"I know what you're thinking, mikey. You may do as you please later, but right now, we've got to focus on finding a new active leader." She whispered into his ear, causing the said male to shiver. God, he loves this woman.

And here, we catch a glimpse of the two intimidating leaders, who are feared by many, daily life.

Mikey only tightened his grip around her waist, smirking into the crook of her neck. "I'll just give that job to one of the executives." He placed a sweet kiss on a scar on her neck.